D: Why? Why him?

L: Why ask ? What's wrong with him?

D: Well, he's strange...

L: How so?

D: He acts weird and says weird(retarded) things, much like an imbecile.

L: (That's exactly what i fell in love with, he wasnt afraid to be him, he wasnt afraid of what people thought of him, he made me laugh continuously, a flow of innocence still exists within him. He showed me to all the beauties of life, made me realise life was worth it after all. He allowed me to be me as well, he allowed me to feel like i belong, he allowed me to be, simply happy. He brought me into a world of his own. But i, i corrupted it.)